Count FathomThe inception of a mythos we have buried back in time. Story follows story, and corrupts it line by line. I'm adding fuel upon a pyre to keep a memory lit. Change it does what's come before, but don't say that's a crime. Jack had all but wedding ring. Bo found a man that fit. Red defeated semi-evil and kept a little bit. Goldi traipsed on property and got away scot free. Rumpelstiltzkin's faithful to his type, so don't blame me. Perhaps the miller's daughter isn't what you thought she'd be. But it's just another branch you'll find that's growing on the tree.Fairie Tales are living, they will last beyond us all. Aesop taught us much with just a tortoise that could crawl. You can bet I've got a Cinderella coming to the ball. Don't expect the whole damn lot, a dozen heard the call. More there are, than I can count, red bricks upon this wall. Read More Read Less